The sea of yaksha ghosts.
This is the second line of defense for the Southern Ghost Emperor's forces after the Santu River.
In the turbid sea water, there is only an isolated island standing. The island is barren of grass and the rocks are pitch black. From a distance, it looks like a halberd stuck upside down in the sea, piercing the sky.
The name of the island is Yuxue, a rather bloody name.
At this time, there was a group of Yaksha ghosts stationed on the Bloody Island. There were about three hundred of them. They were tall, with blood-red skin, as if they were bathed in blood light. Their eyes were scarlet, their faces were ferocious, and their appearance was terrifying.
The leading Yaksha ghost looked extremely eye-catching with a pair of blood-colored wings. His face was undoubtedly that of an ordinary person, except for a pair of eyes that glowed with a strange blood-colored luster.
He is the king of this team—Yaksha Ghost King Yan Ming!
A king who has fought with the Southern Ghost Emperor for thousands of years and is the pinnacle king of the nine-star ghost king realm with brilliant military exploits and astonishing strength.
According to rumors, Yan Ming, the Yaksha Ghost King, had the ability to advance to the Ghost Emperor and ascend to immortality a long time ago, but he was forced to stagnate in the Ghost King state by using his secret technique.
The reason is to always follow the Southern Ghost Emperor, front and back, and be loyal to him for life. It can be said that he is loyal to the extreme.
Feeling his loyalty, the Southern Ghost Emperor personally assigned this sea area to Yan Ming and let him manage it. Over time, it became the famous "Yaksha Ghost Sea", and Yan Ming's reputation has been resounding ever since. In the ghost land of the south, no one dares to provoke easily.
But on this day, the appearance of a figure broke the silence.
Cheng Ling came through the air, his figure was like a spear, his long hair was flying, and he was dressed in purple, carrying a formidable power.
"Who dares to trespass into the Yasha Ghost Sea?"
The expression of the Yasha ghost on duty changed. He held a scarlet halberd, flapped his wings, and charged towards Cheng Ling in the billowing black mist.
In their concept, any monk who breaks into the Ghost Sea can be killed!
Cheng Ling sneered in his heart and felt a fire burning in his chest. Since you made the first move, you can't blame yourself!
A sharp sword energy fell from the sky, like a thunderstorm falling, tearing the void, and slashing down with extremely strong cutting power.
The next moment, the Yaksha's ghostly smile was fixed on his face, and his head, nose bridge, and lips suddenly shattered. From the center of his eyebrows down, his bones exploded and split into two halves.
At this moment, all the Yaksha ghost guards present finally changed their colors. Unexpectedly, a companion who was alive just now turned into a cold dead body in the blink of an eye.
"Despicable guy! If you win with a sneak attack, you deserve to be damned. I will tear you to pieces and eat you bite by bite! Remember, I am the guardian of the Yaksha ghost clan..."
Uh-huh!
Before he finished speaking, another sword energy slashed down, like a scarlet carpet stretching to hell, like burning, burning, blood, and tea.
However, this Yaksha ghost guard was already on guard. Black mist gushed out from his body. He raised his right fist and faced it. At the same time, he had a sneer on his face. He stood on one side, preparing to catch the sword and immediately pursue the victory. .
However, when the fist wind and sword energy collided, his expression suddenly changed, and he felt an extremely strong tearing force coming from him. In an instant, his fist force was cut into pieces and penetrated his entire body.
With just enough time to let out a shrill scream, this Yaksha ghost was already following in the footsteps of the first one.
Seeing this, the remaining Yaksha ghosts froze and their pupils shrank. This was not a sneak attack, but they were still killed by the opponent's sword. Who was it? He actually has such terrifying strength?
The powerful aura fluctuations immediately shocked the ghost generals stationed on the island. Soon, an Eight-Star Ghost King Realm Yaksha, about one foot tall and holding a blood-colored spear, rushed over.
His face darkened, and he stared at Cheng Ling fiercely, saying: "Damn it, who are you? I am the four commanders of the Yaksha Ghost Clan..."
Cheng Ling was a little speechless. Do these Yaksha ghosts have to tell their names before fighting?
He didn't know that the Yaksha ghosts led by Yan Ming had always had a habit of announcing their names at the beginning of every battle.
In the beginning, it was used to intimidate the enemy, so that the enemy would live under his menacing power until death. Over time, it became a tradition of the Yaksha ghosts under his command, imprinted in the blood of every member.
However, in the eyes of most powerful people, this is a joke. Some people even joked that if you want to know whether a certain yaksha ghost is going to take action, just listen to his registration number.
But obviously, the people of the Yasha Ghost Clan do not think so, and may even think that disturbing them to register their own numbers is simply the greatest slander and trampling on their honor.
Therefore, after being interrupted by Cheng Ling to announce his name, the Yaksha leader became completely angry. His eyes widened and his face was ferocious and twisted. He shouted loudly, waved his red blood halberd, and hooded his head towards Cheng Ling.
He is one of the four commanders under Yan Ming, Yan Shura! (In order to satisfy the yaksha ghost's hobby, I have to reluctantly come up with a name for him...) There is only one word difference between him and Yama, so he can be considered powerful if he calls it out!
boom!
The halberd soared into the air and struck down like bloody lightning. The attack opened and closed, carrying a force as strong as a mountain, shattering the void and slashing down. In an instant, the whole world seemed to be dragged into a bloody ocean. There were screams like ghosts crying and wolf howling everywhere, and the bloody water swept into the sky and swept in all directions.
In response to this, Cheng Ling remained motionless, raised his right arm, raised his dragon feather sword, and slashed in the air, drawing mysterious and unpredictable trajectories.
This sword has a faint killing power that is almost like a judgment, just like the execution of a sinner who has blasphemed the way of heaven, with an awe-inspiring, chilling, and ruthless flavor.
Judgment of sword intent, division of yin and yang!
laugh!
There was a sharp sound like tearing cloth, and when the long sword fell, the sea of blood, blood waves, heaven and earth were all cut into two, like cutting yin and yang, like dividing black and white, it was as devastating as breaking bamboo!
With just one blow, Yan Shura's anger was broken away.
"The power of judgment! This is a secret that is not taught by the Department of Criminal Justice. How did you learn it?" Yan Shuluo dodged away, with a look of surprise on his face. He knew very well that even the Cui family, who currently controlled Xing Lusi, could comprehend the true power of judgment.
It was only recently that it was reported that a little girl among the Cui clan had mastered the meaning of judgment, causing a sensation in the entire Netherworld. It can be deduced that the decades of civil strife in the Cui family will end, and perhaps a powerful "Judge Cui" will appear in the near future, and she will also be the first female judge in history.
A cold arc appeared at the corner of Cheng Ling's mouth, and he said calmly: "I don't need to answer. I just want to go to Luofu Mountain during this trip. I don't have time to spend with you. If you want to stop me, let's go together!"
As soon as these words came out, all the Yaksha ghost guards present could not help but widen their eyes, as if they were looking at idiots.
Go together? Isn't this guy too arrogant? Or do you think they are all soft persimmons, to be manipulated by others?
A boundless anger suddenly surged into the hearts of every Yaksha ghost, making their aura violent, angry, and driven to madness.
"Looking for death, you are simply looking for death! You will pay the price for your arrogance and ignorance!" Yan Shura said solemnly, the aura around him surged, like a demon.
However, Cheng Ling seemed as if he hadn't heard anything and said calmly: "What? Will it hurt your self-esteem if we go together? Then let me do it!"
A chilling and ruthless power spurted out from the tip of Cheng Ling's sword. For a moment, he was as if he had transformed into a god of thunder. Purple thunder filled the air in all directions. His face was cold and indifferent, and he raised his hand to sweep away.
With a pop, a good head was harvested!
Before anyone could react, Cheng Ling's figure flashed, and then became blurry and misty, turning into afterimages and plunging into the group of Yaksha ghosts.
Shadows flicker, reality changes, and body movements dance, completely locking all directions.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, sometimes ethereal, sometimes sharp and decisive, sometimes thunderous. In an instant, it exploded among the Yaksha ghosts and surged in all directions.
Blood is flying, stumps are being broken off, and miserable cries are endless. The world seems to have turned into a Shura field, harvesting lives one after another.
A Yaksha ghost couldn't stand this kind of terror and wanted to escape. The next moment, his head was chopped off and he died on the spot. Others tried their best, but before they even got close to Cheng Ling, their entire body was cut into thousands of pieces, and blood rained down like a waterfall.
This picture is so tragic, ruthless and cruel that it is unbearable to look at.
Far away from the battlefield, the Wei family's fleet stopped moving forward. Wei Lan, Wei Feng, and the old man in golden robes stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the battlefield as tragic as a blood prison, their faces replaced by endless shock. .
Wei Lan turned her head and glanced at Wei Feng. Seeing that his face was completely pale, she sighed and said, "Brother, do you still think he is trash?"
Wei Feng bit his lip so hard that he almost didn't even know it was bleeding. He was completely shocked by Cheng Ling's killing spree.
The old man in golden robe sighed: "Miss, young master, let's leave quickly! Neither the Southern Ghost Emperor nor the young man in purple is a being that the human world can provoke."
Wei Lan and Wei Feng nodded slowly and were about to leave.
Woooooooo~
At this moment, on the sea in the distance, a desolate horn sound suddenly sounded, shaking the world and releasing a cold and raging killing intent, which was breathtaking.
Accompanied by the sound, three teams of Yasha ghosts roared in, like dark clouds and overwhelming locusts. Each of them had a ferocious scarlet face and flapped their blood-red wings, creating a terrifying momentum.
"Yaksha Ghost King's Commander-in-Chief Yan Mo!"
"Yaksha Ghost King's second commander, Yan Ling!"
"Yan Zhen, the four commanders under the Yaksha Ghost King!"
Before anyone arrived, the sound had already rumbled, shaking the heaven and earth like thunder.
Each of the three yaksha ghost teams has hundreds of yaksha ghosts. The yaksha ghost leaders headed by them are all eight-star ghost kings, and they are menacing. In just a split second, these three teams of yaksha ghosts had surrounded Cheng Ling and blocked all escape routes.
Cheng Ling was completely speechless. The yaksha ghost's tendency to sign up for his own account seemed to be in his blood, so he was interrupted and reported it from a distance. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, since he is here, let's take care of them all at once!
